After Pangda Yuzun fell, the Jade Sovereign Lackeys' offensive slowed somewhat, but they did not retreat at once.
They held an absolute advantage in numbers and cared nothing for life or death. They were still searching for a chance to destroy the god mountains and crush the Ran Sect Gods.
It was perfect that the enemy refused to retreat!
Kill!
Kill, kill, kill!
Lu Ran's face was dark as he slaughtered madly amid the White Jade Wave.
The Zhanzun Knife at his waist would hum from time to time, yet Lu Ran had no mind to heed it.
Lu Ran had killed until his eyes were bloodshot. With the Xiaguang Saber, he unleashed ribbons of soft and beautiful gauze; with the Eight Desolates Destruction Saber, he sent out rings of energy that destroyed the densely packed Jade Sovereign Lackeys.
"Hummm!"
Until a certain moment, the Zhanzun Knife at his waist no longer gave a slight tremor, but shuddered violently with all its might.
It had yet to gather a Soldier Spirit and possessed only a vague, indistinct consciousness.
It could not clearly express its meaning.
But Lu Ran understood. The Zhanzun Knife could no longer hold back. It was requesting battle!
Another saber was requesting battle as well.
It was a slender blade made of blood crystal, Wang Longxiang's First Stage divine weapon saber.
After Wang Longxiang died in battle, the enormous stone saber returned to its original form, revealing its tiny blood-crystal body. It had once wished to follow its master into death.
Lu Ran had grasped it.
He had told the First Stage divine weapon, the Long Xiang Saber, that he would bring its master back to the human realm.
After those words, it had remained at Lu Ran's waist.
The Long Xiang Saber naturally recognized Lu Ran.